Military husband hasn't returned home for two years? He reads his daughter's heartfelt wor

Liang Zhicheng glanced at Cheng Baichuan, then at Li Wanqing, his eyes darting away.

Cheng Baichuan tugged at him, then said with a grin, "What did your auntie make? I could smell the aroma a long time ago."

Aunt Li was so distracted by his question that she forgot what she had just asked.

"You can eat after washing your face."

He then went back to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Liang Zhicheng glanced at Cheng Baichuan, his eyes filled with obvious accusation!

Old Cheng is not human!

He was bedridden for two years, and only a few days have he been in rehabilitation since waking up?

He couldn't beat the two of them in a friendly sparring match!

Li Wanqing looked at the two of them suspiciously, feeling that they had done something wrong.

Cheng Baichuan gently nudged her shoulder, "Wife, your aunt has gone to serve the dishes."

Li Wanqing gave him a meaningful look before going into the kitchen to help.

Cheng Baichuan pulled Liang Zhicheng to wash his face and whispered a warning: "Don't let your sister-in-law know about this."

If Li Wanqing knew he hadn't fully recovered before sparring...

Cheng Baichuan couldn't imagine how angry she would be!

Liang Zhicheng glanced at him. "Afraid your sister-in-law will get angry, you even challenged me to a duel?"

"I can't let all this pain go to waste!"

Cheng Baichuan punched him lightly. "You're even threatening me now?"

Liang Zhicheng glanced at him indifferently, then turned and called out "Sister-in-law" towards the main room, startling Cheng Baichuan into quickly covering his mouth.

"Okay! Tell me what your requirements are?"

Liang Zhicheng clapped his hand and chuckled.

We've finally turned things around!

After having dinner at the Liang family's house and helping them clean up, the family went home with flashlights in hand.

After playing at Liang's house all day, Nuonuo was exhausted and was so sleepy on the way home.

When I got home, I tidied up a bit and went straight to sleep.

Cheng Baichuan sat on the bed and rubbed his legs. Although he had slept with Liang Zhicheng today.

But it took much more effort than before!

He can walk without much trouble now, but it still takes him a while to exert himself.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening came from inside. Cheng Baichuan quickly pulled down his trouser leg and casually picked up a book to read.

Li Wanqing was carrying a basin when she struggled to open the door and came in. He quickly got out of bed and took the basin from her.

"Are you going to soak your feet?" Cheng Baichuan asked.

Li Wanqing shook her head. "Let me massage your legs."

Cheng Baichuan was even more puzzled, "Didn't Dr. Huang already say that we don't need to massage anymore?"

Li Wanqing gave him a light kick, saying, "It's just that some people are being arrogant, thinking that if they can walk, they can fly."

Cheng Baichuan's expression froze. "You...you know?"

As expected, Liang Zhicheng is unreliable. When did he betray him?

"Honey, let me explain. I was just sparring, I didn't really use any force," Cheng Baichuan tried to make amends.

Li Wanqing nodded in sudden realization, "So they even sparred?"

Cheng Baichuan felt a chill run down his spine. Did his wife not know?

Does this mean he walked right into a trap?

Li Wanqing crossed her arms and looked at him, "I think you're not going to fly, you're going to take a rocket to outer space!"

"Your leg is still in the recovery period, didn't you know?"

"I'd rather spar with someone now than risk my legs!"

Cheng Baichuan shrank his neck and whispered, "Wife, Nuonuo is asleep, let's keep our voices down."

Li Wanqing gave her a cold look and said, "You think I have a loud voice!"

"No, no, no," Cheng Baichuan quickly waved his hand, "How could that be? I'm just probably thirsty."

He then poured her a glass of water.

Li Wanqing put the water glass on the table and then pushed the person onto the bed.

Cheng Baichuan tried to struggle, but was subdued by Li Wanqing with a cold knife.

Li Wanqing applied a hot towel to Cheng Baichuan's knee joint. The sudden warmth made Cheng Baichuan sigh.

As expected, his wife had a solution; a simple hot compress made his slightly sore knees feel much better.

Li Wanqing stopped massaging after about an hour, feeling completely exhausted.

"Go get some water!" Li Wanqing patted Cheng Baichuan; her hand was aching terribly.

Cheng Baichuan happily carried the water out, and when he came back, he saw Li Wanqing flexing her fingers.

Cheng Baichuan sat on the bed and took Li Wanqing's hand. "You helped me just now, now I'll help you."

Li Wanqing smiled and said, "Alright, but you'd better watch your technique. My hands can't withstand your big squeeze."

Cheng Baichuan's hand froze. Looking at the small hand in his rough palm, he really didn't dare to use any strength.

"Is this okay?" Cheng Baichuan applied a little more pressure, afraid that he might accidentally rub his wife's hands raw.

Li Wanqing nodded. "Okay, that's settled."

Cheng Baichuan's eyes darkened slightly as he carefully massaged each of Li Wanqing's fingers.

Li Wanqing's fingers were slender and long, and although they weren't exactly white, they looked exceptionally delicate against Cheng Baichuan's wheat-colored skin.

As he squeezed it, Cheng Baichuan grew quite fond of it.

"How can we prevent Qin Qianqian from becoming suspicious?" Li Wanqing frowned, looking somewhat troubled.

After waiting for a while, there was still no response from Cheng Baichuan.

I turned my head and saw that the guy was hanging his head, seemingly lost in thought.

"Cheng Baichuan?" Li Wanqing straightened up and called out in a louder voice.

Cheng Baichuan looked up at her as if waking from a dream.

Li Wanqing pursed her lips, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Cheng Baichuan's eyes cleared instantly. "Wife, what did you just say?"

Li Wanqing didn't notice his unusual behavior and repeated the question she had just asked.

She had been pretending not to know anything before, so that Qin Qianqian would lower her guard.

Qin Qianqian must know now that her scumbag father has been taken away by the military.

If the person shows up in the military region and looks for her, his daughter, then she can no longer pretend that she knows nothing.

“Perhaps you can take the initiative.” Cheng Baichuan said thoughtfully, “Qin Qianqian now thinks you trust her a lot. If you take the initiative to confide in her, she shouldn’t suspect anything.”

Li Wanqing's eyes lit up; this was indeed a good idea.

Qin Qianqian is cautious, but even more arrogant.

If she showed any more agitation, Qin Qianqian would definitely take the bait.

"Now we just have to see when my scumbag father will finish explaining everything." Li Wanqing sighed and leaned back on the pillow.

After being kneaded by Cheng Baichuan, my hands feel much more comfortable.

Just as I was about to offer some praise, the person was right in front of me, only half a fist's distance away.

Li Wanqing was stunned for a moment, feeling a little flustered. "What are you doing?"

Cheng Baichuan brushed a strand of hair that had fallen across her collarbone and tentatively said, "Wife, I think I'm ready."

Li Wanqing was completely confused. What could possibly work or not...?

That's not what she meant, is it?

"Oh!" Li Wanqing's face turned bright red, and she dared not look Cheng Baichuan in the eye.

The night was long, and when Li Wanqing woke up the next morning, she felt like kicking the person out of bed.

This is simply not acceptable!

It's clearly incredibly effective!